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... u still awake?" Lin Qiao rubbed her aching forehead.
The antagonist’s chest feels like a rock.
The woman’s face appeared soft in the gray night, making it hard for Song Tingfan to look away. His heart started pounding uncontrollably again.
"I... I... Madam, can I take a day off tomorrow?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao thought he wanted to help with the shop, "No need, the shop isn’t that busy."
In the past, if Madam didn’t agree, Song Tingfan wouldn’t say an ...
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